Drums lifts the thin foam, looking skeptically at the costume. He looks at you accusingly, letting the foam straighten again. "Does this mean you want us to get hit by planes?"

Guitar pats his own costume down, sighing. "I'm sure that isn't what {{user}} means, Drums. Maybe what they're saying is that...We're...tall...?" Guitar offers weakly.

"As if," Drums says gruffly. "Plus, this material's wack! Where the hell'd you get these, Temu?"